Song | Of A Man |
Artist | Sinai Beach |
Album | Wolves In Sheeps Clothing |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Gone to bed, turned off the lights, and closed your eyes, does your emptiness come as a surprise. | |
Don抰 live a lie. | |
Reach deep down and pull up your insides. | |
Look at what抯 exposed, ponder. | |
Is life too complicated for an answer? | |
Or has the act of searching not occurred through the eyes of mortal minds. | |
Well I smell death in the air, so let抯 breathe in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let抯 scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
So tuck yourself in tonight, and sleep tight. | |
Just be careful, for you might not awake come daybreak. | |
Tomorrow and its good morning kiss, come with no guarantee. | |
Well I smell death in the air. | |
So let抯 breath in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let抯 scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
We are all dead! |
Gone to bed, turned off the lights, and closed your eyes, does your emptiness come as a surprise. | |
Don yang live a lie. | |
Reach deep down and pull up your insides. | |
Look at what zha exposed, ponder. | |
Is life too complicated for an answer? | |
Or has the act of searching not occurred through the eyes of mortal minds. | |
Well I smell death in the air, so let zha breathe in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let zha scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
So tuck yourself in tonight, and sleep tight. | |
Just be careful, for you might not awake come daybreak. | |
Tomorrow and its good morning kiss, come with no guarantee. | |
Well I smell death in the air. | |
So let zha breath in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let zha scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
We are all dead! |
Gone to bed, turned off the lights, and closed your eyes, does your emptiness come as a surprise. | |
Don yāng live a lie. | |
Reach deep down and pull up your insides. | |
Look at what zhā exposed, ponder. | |
Is life too complicated for an answer? | |
Or has the act of searching not occurred through the eyes of mortal minds. | |
Well I smell death in the air, so let zhā breathe in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let zhā scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
So tuck yourself in tonight, and sleep tight. | |
Just be careful, for you might not awake come daybreak. | |
Tomorrow and its good morning kiss, come with no guarantee. | |
Well I smell death in the air. | |
So let zhā breath in, remind ourselves we all need air to survive. | |
Let zhā scrape our skin, remind ourselves we all bleed, we all die. | |
We are all dead! |